Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The car is driving on the wild road.

The adjutant's driving skills were good and the ride was very smooth.

Cong also sat in the passenger seat and rolled down the window, letting fresh and slightly cold wind flow into the car.

He slowly opened the scroll with Zhang Qiling's appearance.

1 minute later.

Cong also has an urge to kill someone.

He closed the portrait and clenched it so tightly that veins popped out on the back of his hand, and he almost tore the scroll to pieces.

The adjutant was startled by Cong Ye's reaction and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

Cong also took a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart.

It's too unreliable!

Zhang Liangyu is so unreliable!

He unfolded the portrait again and handed it to the adjutant.

The car came to a sudden stop, its tires screeching against the gravel on the road.

Cong Ye stabilized his body and looked at the adjutant.

The adjutant froze on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief.

In front of his eyes, the scroll was filled with darkness, and the wet ink made the faces on the portrait blur into a ball.

"..."

The adjutant comforted Cong Ye with difficulty: "It doesn't matter. Zhang Liangyu said that Zhang Qiling is very likely to be in the ancient building of the Zhang family..."

Cong Ye sighed and rolled up the scroll again: "We have already gone so far, so we can only continue walking."

The adjutant nodded and restarted the car.

The car continued to move forward.

pat!

Something flew out of the car window and landed on the ground.

It was that useless scroll.

The poor scroll lay quietly on the side of the road.

……

Pine trees stretched down the slope, like a river flowing into the wilderness.

All sounds disappeared.

The car stopped beside a standing stone.

Cong also got out of the car and read out the words carved on the stone:

"No one except the Zhang family can enter."

The adjutant came to his side.

"What will happen if I get in?"

Cong Ye asked the adjutant curiously.

The adjutant shook his head: "I don't know either."

He left so early that many memories are blurred.

"Let's go."

Cong also stepped into the boundaries drawn by the Zhang family.

The adjutant stood blankly on the spot.

Cong Ye turned around and urged: "Why are you still standing there?"

The adjutant blinked and quickly followed.

The two of them walked towards the depths of the Zhang family's land.

A desolate mansion came into Cong Ye's sight.

The mansion is surrounded by evergreen pine trees, which surround the mansion without any sunlight.

It looked a bit sinister, but Cong Ye was now as courageous as the sky. The more such an environment, the more interested he became.

Pushing open the dusty vermilion door in front of me, the overwhelmed door let out a squeaking cry.

Cobwebs covered the beams, and the yard was filled with leaves and dead branches.

There is a statue of a god in the front hall facing the door, and the candles and incense have long been extinguished.

The body of the statue was also dim and dull.

Stepping into the Zhang family's land, it seemed that there were only two people in the world, Cong Ye and his adjutant, and they were extremely quiet.

With light steps, Cong Ye and his adjutant crossed the statue in the front hall and arrived at the back of the ancient house.

The five-story ancient building rises from the ground like a small tower.

The papered windows vaguely revealed figures.

And many more.

But Cong Ye didn't hear a sound.

A gloomy wind blows.

A bell rings in the front hall.

Cong also looked at the sky with a surprised expression.

it's dark.

Even if Cong Ye and the others wereted a lot of time along the way, it wouldn't be dark now.

Thick black clouds enveloped the entire Zhang family, without any light.

Swish!

Cong Ye's eyes lit up.

The Zhang family's ancient building, which was originally covered in dust, took on a new look. Lanterns were shining, red silk was fluttering, and a burst of frolics and countless voices came from the ancient building.

It was like welcoming Cong Ye and the adjutant.

Inevitably, Cong Ye's heart shrank.

"Clap!"

The door of the ancient building opens automatically.

Cong Ye and the adjutant looked at each other and stepped onto the stairs.

The moment Cong Ye and the adjutant entered the ancient building, the door was closed again.

Locked them in it.

There is a universe inside the ancient building.

The figures and sounds of play disappeared without a trace, as if they were just hallucinations of Cong Ye and his lieutenant.

The ancient building clearly only has five floors, and it doesn't look very large from the outside. But once you enter the ancient building, you find that the space inside is surprisingly large.

Buddhist niches and coffins alternately form the walls around the ancient building, and evergreen lamps illuminate the interior of the ancient building like daylight.

Countless gates with strange shapes were scattered around Cong Ye and the adjutant.

Behind these doors, there may be another strange scene.

"Would the ancient building of the Zhang family harm a member of our clan like you?"

Just from the mysterious space hiding the universe in the Zhangjia ancient building, you can see how dangerous this place is.

Cong Ye was naturally worried about his adjutant.

The adjutant raised his lips: "I'll be fine."

Cong Ye nodded: "Then let's split up."

There are so many doors here, and I don’t know how much time it will take for two people to go together.

The adjutant nodded: "Okay."

Cong Ye walked straight towards the door facing him.

He has an animal-like intuition. This door has attracted his attention since he entered the ancient Zhang family building, making it difficult for him to concentrate. Therefore, he wants to go in to see what is inside and to find the Zhang family. There are no traces of Zhang Qiling.

Cong Ye's steps stopped, and his wrist was pulled from behind.

He turned around and saw the adjutant with worried eyes.

"protect yourself."

The adjutant warned him seriously.

Cong also smiled: "Don't worry."

The adjutant watched his back being swallowed up by the bronze door.

He paused for a moment and entered the other bronze door closest to him.

There were flickering firelights in the darkness.

Cong Ye touched the closed bronze door behind him and walked forward.

This is a narrow passage that only allows two people to pass side by side. Every ten meters, a candlestick is lit on the wall.

It is impossible for the candle to burn for so many years without being extinguished, so this proves that there are people living in the ancient Zhang family building.

Regardless of whether it was Zhang Qiling or not, he still provided them with another clue.

Cong also walked forward slowly.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a small door appeared in front of Cong Ye again.

He pushed open the door gently.

The thick scent of incense comes from the shop.

He waved the fragrance mist in front of him with his hand, trying to leave himself with a little fresher air.

In front of him was a vast tomb.

The wall on the left has recessed holes cut out, with niches and candles placed there.

The wall on the right was a huge mural, the lights were chaotic, and Cong Ye squinted his eyes.

The people on the mural looked familiar.

Cong Ye first gave up exploring the characters on the mural and walked towards the altar facing the door.

Countless candles were piled up to form a trapezoidal platform, with a small dragon-patterned sarcophagus placed on it.

How small is this sarcophagus?

Cong Ye estimated that it was only as long as his arm.

Like a baby's sarcophagus.

Countless candlelights danced in Cong Ye's eyes.

The firelight flickered, and a figure stood quietly behind Cong Ye.